Anisha Dutta Poet Curtal Sonnet

Met First Love

MET FIRST LOVE

           Met my first love on exchange of glances.
           No interaction! Though unbelievable.
            Yet mutual emotive urge to succumb.
             Love to sprout: Quite natural happenstance
             To voice his emotion, he was unable.
              Love dumb.

           Amour sighed, wept in deep dolor and rue.
           Destined silence settled in soul to plumb.
           He could not utter single syllable.
            Reticence, hesitation induce to
           make numb.

            
  10/31/20

                                                        First Place
   The Speaker Contest   by Sara Kendrick
                
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William Kelii Kekaula November 21, 2020 at 10:00 AM Congrats, Anisha, on this winning Curtal Sonnet, Aloha!

Sara Kendrick November 21, 2020 at 2:10 AM Thanks for participating in my contest. I appreciate you taking the time and writing this nice event from your life. Sara